Chapter 613 I want to hit ten
Yanzhen kicked off his right foot, stepped forward, and whipped his right leg towards Xu Nuo like a whip.
He still didn't use all his strength, worried about breaking his promise.
Being able to attack does not mean being able to defend.
Xu Nuo is the abbot’s favored guest. If he is injured, it will be difficult to deal with him later.
In this blow, he used six points of force.
Even so, in the eyes of the audience, this leg is still powerful and fierce.
Xu Nuo took half a step back. His left hand was as fast as lightning and he put it on his right leg. Using his strength, he pulled with the force and raised his right leg as well.
The strength of Yanzhen's legs suddenly felt like hitting cotton. He tilted his body and was shocked. He quickly pulled his legs back to block the promised whip.
However, it was already too late. He just missed a blow and his center of gravity was unstable. When he adjusted his center of gravity, the promised whip leg had already been whipped out.
"Bang!"
There was another muffled sound.
Yanzhen only felt his hands numb.
The audience was completely dumbfounded.
If what Xu Nuo showed before was just his strength, then the exchange of moves between the two just now showed his strength.
Being able to fight against the top ranked monks in the Shaolin Temple is a real feat.
“Damn, this is so awesome!”
“Just that kick, I doubt I’ll have to go to the hospital if I get hit.”
“I’ll just That’s great, I’ll see the King of Hell myself.”
The abbot’s eyes became more serious.
He is also a master of kung fu, and when he saw the two fighting, he knew that Yanzhen was at a disadvantage.
"Yanzhen, go all out, otherwise you are no match."
"Yes!" Yanzhen nodded slightly and responded.
The audience suddenly realized that it was because Yeonjin held back just now.
“Let me tell you, how could I fight with the monk back and forth and still show mercy?”
"Shaolin monks are well-deserved."
The audience praised Yanzhen.
Yanzhen took a deep breath and launched a ferocious attack.
Since the master said that he would lose if he did not go all out, it means that the promised strength is equal to his, so there is no need to hold back.
The two disappeared in a flash and launched a fierce attack on each other.
Faster and fiercer than before.
For a while, only dull banging sounds could be heard at the scene.
The two men moved as fast as lightning, and the audience did not dare to blink, but they could only see afterimages.
Lin Wanqing held her hands in front of her chest, worried that something would happen to him.
The abbot’s eyes became more and more solemn.
The originally disdainful monks looked at each other in disbelief. Yanzhen was the strongest among them, and he had obviously used all his strength, but the scene was still anxious.
In other words, the rest of them are no match for the promise.
Yan Zhen started practicing martial arts at the age of eight and has been practicing martial arts for 25 years.
And what about the promise?
23 years old!
At this age, he has not even practiced martial arts for a long time.
You just started practicing martial arts from your mother’s womb, so you’re not that strong!
How scary is this person?
What kind of monster is this horse?
Yanzhen punched, Xunuo used his palm, Yanzhen punched, Xunuo leaned against him.
The two sides fought extremely fiercely, and there were only banging sounds and the sound of the wind caused by the two men's moves.
“Damn it, it turns out there really is such a thing as boxing style!”
“Are you serious about breaking the wind?”
“It’s so exciting!”< br>
Yuan Haoxuan was so close that he watched helplessly as the two of them punched each other hard, which made him tremble in fright.
Could he afford to offend such a person?
What if he gets angry and someone kicks him to death?
The two of them separated again.
Yanzhen took a breath, made a slight adjustment, and was about to continue.
Xu Nuo suddenly said: "Master is indeed very skilled."
"The donor was so complimentary."
The monk was very polite.
“But master, the warm-up is over now, I’m going to get serious.”
Yanzhen’s pupils were trembling.
Such a level, but it’s just a warm-up?
The abbot looked horrified.
How is it possible that he actually said it was a warm-up after having an inextricable fight with the strongest monk in Yanzi generation?
The monks looked at each other in disbelief.
As soon as Xu Nuo finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the same place as if he was teleporting.
Everyone exclaimed in unison.
He actually appeared behind Yanzhen and punched him in the back.
Yan Zhen knew something was wrong before the audience exclaimed. After all, he was a martial arts practitioner and he smelled the dangerous smell in the wind.
He didn't turn his head sharply to look, but turned on his toes, turning around as if he had turned over.
Yeonzhen made a cross with his hands, preparing to intercept the blow.
Facing this kind of frontal attack, direct resistance is the next best thing, because it is likely to cause injury. The best way is to get out of the way and fight back from the side.
Unfortunately he was too late.
Although his movements are already very agile in everyone's eyes, his response is simply perfect.
However, Xu Nuo suddenly withdrew his fist, lunged forward, and hit him directly with a close body.
Yan Zhen was horrified. This kind of iron mountain might break his ribs if he relied on it. He held back his breath and tried to resist.
“Bang!”
After a dull sound, Yanzhen flew five meters backwards.
Everyone was in an uproar and exclaimed again.
“Holy shit, is this still a human being?”
“It’s so inhuman, how can a human being have such power?”
A few monks were sweating from behind. , if they were on it, they might be lying down now.
Yanzhen felt as if he had been hit head-on by a train, and his whole body was about to fall apart.
However, when he adjusted and raised his head, a fist hit his Adam's apple.
The Adam's apple is a fatal part. With this punch, his life will be decided here. The abbot was so frightened that he flashed away when he saw Xu Nuo's movements and shouted: "Donor, please show mercy!"
Before he finished speaking, Xu Nuo had already stopped his movements.
Yanzhen's Adam's apple rolled twice, and a drop of sweat ran down his forehead.
“I agree.” Xu Nuo slowly closed his fist.
He just wanted to test his own level and did not want to step on the sewing machine with Ou Mingxuan.
“Thank you, the benefactor, for showing mercy.” Yanzhen, who was still in shock, came to his senses and saluted with his hands clasped together.
Xu Nuo waved his hand, "Now is a society ruled by law. I just feel itchy for a moment and don't want to hurt anyone."
The abbot also bowed and said, "Amitabha, the donor's martial arts skills are astonishing."
Xu Nuo smiled gently: "There is no martial arts, it's just a martial arts dream."
The monks: "..."
You have beaten the senior brother to this point, and you are telling me that you have no martial arts?
Then what are we practicing?
Lin Wanqing also breathed a sigh of relief. She herself did not expect that Xu Nuo could actually defeat Yan Zhen.
Xiao Sa was stunned, his eyes burst out with dazzling light, he wanted to learn.
Not only him, but also most of the audience had the idea of learning martial arts.
It’s so handsome.
If they learned martial arts, they might be able to be so powerful.
But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Xu Nuo spoke again.
"Can the masters come together this time?"
The abbot nodded, "Yanzhen, Yanjue, Yankong..."
Xu Nuo interrupted He said, "I want to fight ten!"
"This..." The abbot hesitated.
Yanzhen said in a deep voice: "Master, ten of us will come together."
The abbot was a little surprised. This apprentice has always been arrogant and has never been willing to bully the minority with more. Now he actually offered to bully the minority with more. It's really rare.
Yan Zhen felt miserable. He didn't even see the action he had just promised and lost directly.
And that iron mountain supporter, Xu Nuo, clearly showed mercy, otherwise he might have been lying down now.
After thinking for a while, the abbot agreed to the proposal: "Okay, let's stop here."
The monks expanded the venue and set up cordons to prevent accidental injuries to tourists.
The audience was dumbfounded.
“One against ten?!”
“Is this a human being?”
“Is the promise so awesome?”
"Damn it, aren't you just beating up those martial arts stars?"
Xu Nuo stood in the middle, clasping his fists, "Please!"
Ten monks surrounded him, "Please !”
The next second, ten people surrounded him with a sense of oppression.
Punches, palms, and legs come out at the same time.
The field was dazzled, and Xu Nuo was already drowned among the monks.
Lin Wanqing clenched her hands so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
Bingbing came over, "Don't worry, I think he will be fine."
Lin Wanqing was a little surprised, she herself was not so confident.
“Have you ever seen him do anything you’re not sure about?”
Lin Wanqing also realized that Xu Nuo liked to pretend to be true, but he could succeed every time.
Whether he jumped into the Yangtze River to save someone, or fought against five in the CCTV building, he never failed.
Her hanging heart finally relaxed a little.
"Just believe in him." Bingbing comforted.
Lin Wanqing nodded.
Promising to fight ten against one, everyone thought the fight would last a long time.
But in fact the winner will be announced very quickly.
Xu Nuo did not specialize in martial arts. His kung fu was all provided by the system.
There are many types of martial arts, including Buddhism, Taoism, and Taoism. The ten monks became more and more confused as they fought.
Any martial arts with routines is easy to tell and can be predicted in advance.
This kind of seemingly random and unformulated technique made them suffer a lot.
The abbot was also dumbfounded.
The one next to me muttered something, announcing the promised time just like the name of the dish.
“Tai Chi, Bajiquan, Muay Thai, Bagua Zhang, Wing Chun, Jeet Kune Do, Twelve-way Tan Kick, Powerful Vajra Palm...”
Just a short moment of kung fu , he has performed more than a dozen kinds of kung fu.
The audience was dumbfounded.
These kung fu skills that I heard on TV were actually demonstrated by someone.
Soon, a monk was kicked out of the cordon.
This is just a competition, not a fight to the death, so as long as you are kicked out of the cordon, you will be considered a failure.
One, two, three...
Within a minute, there were only four people left on the field.
Six monks were eliminated.
The tactics of wheel fighting and human sea battle do not work.
The remaining monks only wanted to force Xu Nuo out of the cordon, and did not even think about defeating him head-on.
However, Xu Nuo's body movements are ghostly and slippery as a loach, making it impossible to catch him.
Two minutes later, all ten monks were defeated.
Xu Nuo stood in the center, raised his hand to express his luck, "I accept it."
The monks were sincerely convinced: "The donor has great martial arts skills, and the young monk is convinced."
The audience. They all exploded, one dozen! He actually won.
What kind of statement is this.
They could see the fighting clearly, and they might never forget this shocking scene in their lives.
(End of this chapter)